From today, I renounce my fandom of the protagonist, Furude Rika from higurashi. Starting today, I am no longer a fan, but Furude Rika and I become one. Any attack on Furude Rika will be considered an attack on me.If there are 7 billion Furude Rika fans in the world, I would be one of them. If there are 1 billion Furude Rika fans in the world, I would still be one of them. If there are 10 million Furude Rika fans in the world, I would remain one of them. If there are 100 Furude Rika fans in the world, I would still be one of them. If there is one Furude Rika fan in the world, that person is probably me. If there are no Furude Rika fans left in the world, then that means I no longer exist. Who is Furude Rika? To the blind, she is eyes. To the hungry, she is a chef. To the thirsty, she is water. To the drowning, she is a life jacket. To the lost, she is a map. To the cold, she is a warm blanket. To the lonely, she is a friend. To the darkened, she is light. To the burdened, she is a helping hand. To the fearful, she is courage. To those years to learn, she is a teacher. To those who have lost their way in life, she is a guide. To those in the shade, she is sunlight. To the sick, she is a doctor. To the hopeless, she is hope. To the happy, she is joy. To all of humanity, she is a goddess. If Furude Rika asserts, I agree. When Furude Rika speaks, I listen. If Furude Rika wishes, I follow. If Furude Rika smiles, I rejoice. If Furude Rika is sad, I comfort her. If Furude Rika sings, I am moved. If Furude Rika dreams, I support her. If Furude Rika fights, I protect her. If Furude Rika is tired, I give her strength. If Furude Rika believes, I trust. If Furude Rika waits, I approach. If Furude Rika comes closer, I kiss her. When Furude Rika shines, I feel warmth. If Furude Rika disappears, I die. If Furude Rika exists, I am alive. Furude Rika, my love. Furude Rika, my light. Furude Rika, my darkness. Furude Rika, my life. Furude Rika, my joy. Furude Rika, my sorrow. Furude Rika, my peace. Furude Rika, my soul. Furude Rika, my truth. Furude Rika, my companion. Furude Rika, my lover. Furude Rika, my wife. Furude Rika, my doctor. Furude Rika, my lawyer. Furude Rika, my police officer. Furude Rika, my firefighter. Furude Rika, my president. Furude Rika, my congressperson. Furude Rika, my counselor. Furude Rika, my teacher. Furude Rika, my principal. Furude Rika, my English teacher. Furude Rika, my Japanese teacher. Furude Rika, my Chinese teacher. Furude Rika, my Spanish teacher. Furude Rika, my sister. Furude Rika, my friend. Furude Rika, my family. Furude Rika, my universe. Furude Rika, my god. Furude Rika, my witch. Furude Rika, my everything. Furude Rika, me.
When I was in fourth grade kids in sixth grade started fighting a big kid around 15 years old and another around 12 years old the small kid through a chair a the big kids head and he started bleeding and crying he started chaising him for 20 minutes no teacher stood a chance he was throw punches and he was dodgeing. Big kids parents sued the short kid parents they were minor so really nothing happened
Not gonna lie, this scene gave me some pretty big PTSD I didn't throw any chairs (I did that once, but in a completely separate incident), but something like this did happen to me (multiple times)
god. i remember watching this years ago when i didn't even know what higurashi was. i thought this was an anime where the "yellow haired girl" (satoko) was a bully to the "blue haired girl" (rika). and now years later when i finally decided to play the actual game-, i was so confused when rika and satoko were best friends and was wondering where the "chair scene" is. then i got to the saikoroshi chapter.💀
